Dragon breath is definitely the worst of all breaths. It's the smell, mostly. And the only way I can deal with it is pinching my nose and covering my mouth with the collar of my shirt, lest I taste the putrid stench of the rot and feces instead. Which reminds me: I need to throw away that tuna salad from two months ago before it becomes sentient and takes over the fridge.

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